Chapter 2 #2
Once again Saturday was upon her again Mariyah was a nervous wreck.
Would the day be as the last two Saturday’s?
Don't think too much Mariyah, just get it over and done with.
Deciding what to wear was the most exhausting thing to do.
It didn't seem to matter what she wore, he was going to have sex with her no matter what.
So she chose dark denim jeans and a black fitted singlet.
She tied her hair into a loose ponytail again not applying any makeup.
The worst part of the day was she needed to tell Zak that she had a work function on the following Saturday and wouldn't be able to make the visit.
Having absolutely no idea how he would react to that Mariyah was dreading the task ahead.
Inside the room Mariyah took a seat and waited for Zak's arrival, she didn't have to wait too long, he entered the room looking every bit the criminal he was.
He walked and sat opposite Mariyah, not saying a word just staring at her.
"Um hi..." She didn't know what else to say, a little immature but it was all she had.
No reply, Mariyah started to feel a little uneasy, what did he want?
Why was he just staring at her "Is anything wrong?
" Still no reply. It was very awkward and Mariyah had no clue how to proceed.
"Why are you just sitting there? Have I done something wrong?
Can you please at least answer me?" Zak continued to look at Mariyah not saying anything.
"Okay this is way too weird, if you don't need me anymore all you have to do is say so, I'm good to go home. "
Mariyah was over this crap, the last thing she wanted to do was to sit here and have him stare at her.
"Zak... Are you okay?" Not knowing what else she should do Mariyah stood up and went to him.
She stood in between his legs and slowly she stroked his arms up and down hoping this is what he was after.
She bought her head down and placed kisses on his neck, she kept trailing kisses on his neck making her way to his lips.
When she reached his lips she paused for a moment before kissing him softly.
He had made no attempt to touch her or to respond to her kiss.
She licked his lips slowly, not sure where this new found confidence came from, Mariyah put it down to fear.
She pushed her tongue into his mouth and shyly licked his tongue.
She tried to mimic how he kissed her, still he made no attempt to reciprocate the kiss.
Mariyah pulled away, tears falling down her cheeks.
"I don't know what else to do... Please just say something, tell me what you want me to do... You’re scaring me.
" Zak continued to stare at her, he didn't say anything, but he stood up towering over her.
Mariyah moved back but he kept moving toward her and she kept backing away until she came into contact with the wall.
He was now standing directly in front of her, he grabbed her neck not hurting her just wrapping his big hand around her throat as if to show her just how easily he could snap her neck if he wanted to.
"Did I tell you to touch me?" Oh hell, she knew it was a bad idea. "When I want you to fucking touch me, I'll tell you to touch me."
"I'm sorry, I thought..."
"Did I ask you to think?" Okay so Zak didn't seem in the mood for her today.
Mariyah stood there unmoving, he was still too close for comfort.
He surprised her when he moved away and told her to sit down.
She did as she was told and watched his every move.
She was afraid, so when he made his way into the bed stretching both arms above his head she was confused as hell.
"Don’t fucking talk." Was what he said before closing his eyes leaving Mariyah to sit alone in silence.
They stayed like that for the entire hour, Zak didn't acknowledge her and she wasn't about to try engage him in any conversation. Only when the door beeped open did Zak open his eyes. "Shut the fucking door!" He yelled at the guard.
"Sorry boss…" And just like that the door closed again. Mariyah was starting to panic
"Come here." His attention on her now. Drawing in a breath she made her way to him. Zak grabbed her arm pulling her atop him, he opened his legs and she sank in between them.
He grabbed her ass and squeezed hard, Mariyah looked into his eyes trying to figure out why he was acting so strange.
Zak stared back at her and something in his eyes changed, he seemed to be fighting some sort of battle.
He abruptly pushed her off him to the other side of the bed before he stood up and banged on the door, within seconds the door opened and the guard entered.
Mariyah hurried off the bed and stood up.
As Zak was leaving Mariyah touched his arm to stop him, he turned to face her and gave her a murderous look, his eyes looked at her hand on his arm and she quickly moved them away. "I'm sorry, but I won't be able to make it next Saturday, I have a work thing..."
Zak grabbed her arm and pulled her roughly toward him, he was hurting her. "You'll be here next Saturday, understood?"
"I really need to be..." Not able to finish off her sentence, Zak cut her off by slapping her across her face so hard that she landed on the floor.
He grabbed her arm forcing her up. "Understood?
" Mariyah nodded and wiped her tears. He abruptly let her go giving her dark look before turning around and leaving her to nurse her sore face.
The entire week Mariyah was replaying that last visit, what the hell had happened?
He was crazy scary and she had no idea what was going through his mind.
In her heart she hoped he was over their arrangement but deep down Mariyah knew that wasn't the case.
The fact that he had struck her in front of the damned guard who did nothing at all but watched and waited patiently for Zak's lead.
What sort of hold did Zak have over these officers?
It was really strange how they all called him boss and he was allowed these visitation rights where nobody else was.
Maybe she would meet with Caleb, if anything just to get some information on Zak Michaels.
Work was just not going well for Mariyah, the principal had called her in and was not too happy with her progress.
Her program wasn't ready and the deadline had passed, she wasn't keeping up with the timetable changes and she forget she had playground duties twice this week.
This was not good, Mariyah needed to get her head in the game, she couldn't afford to lose this job, she desperately needed the money.
What was she going to do? And to top off this already fucked up situation, this Saturday she needed to be at the conference, all staff were required to be there.
Mariyah was also presenting her report that day and she was nowhere near ready.
How she was going to juggle going to see Zak and making it to the conference she had no idea.
She would have to be dressed and ready to get to the meeting on time.
So for the next few nights Mariyah worked herself silly trying really hard to finish off her report.
She checked them for errors then sent it to her boss to edit.
If he was happy with it then she was set for Saturday, for the speech part of it that is.
Rummaging through her closet, Mariyah was trying to figure out what to wear for the meeting.
She chose nice straight grey pants that had cost her a fortune but she purchased it for this exact reason matched it with a white shirt that buttoned up revealing a little cleavage.
That should do, along with black heels, tying her in a low bun to the side.
Looking at her reflection Mariyah applied makeup, she had to, it was for work, she applied some eyeliner and mascara along with some gloss. She admitted she didn't look half bad.
Looking very professional Mariyah made her way to the prison she had come to despise so much.
When Zak entered the room her heart started pounding.
Zak raised an eyebrow obviously not expecting to see her dressed up.
Come to think of it, this was also the first time he had seen her with makeup on.
Feeling her face heat up at his inspection of her Mariyah started to fidget.
"What the fuck you dressed up for?" He asked tilting his sexy head.
She swallowed back her fear, so he was talking today. ..
"I have a work thing that I can't get out of. I'm going to be late because I'm here, I wouldn't have time to get ready after our… After this."
"You’re a fucking waitress at a fish n chips shop, what meeting could you possibly have?" Oh fuck she forget she hadn't mentioned she was a school teacher. She drew in a breath, who fucking cared anyway, was not his business.
"I'm also a school teacher, it's our mid year meeting, I have to go otherwise I'll get fired and if I get fired I can't pay my rent.
I'm already on probation at work, I'm afraid that this might be the thing to get me fired.
" She nodded her head to assure him she was telling him the truth.
He smiled as he took a seat. Boy he was sexy…
"So you deliberately didn't mention to me that you are a teacher, was there a reason for the manipulation?"
"I didn't manipulate you, I do work in a fish and chip shop, on the weekends and at night. I have two jobs, I need the money."
"If I ask you something, I don't like being lied to or have information held back." Why was this even an issue with him?
"Listen Zak, I didn't think it was important, I don't understand why you even care." Zak banged the table really hard forcing her to jump from fright.